Chapter 303: Why Does Tiantian Have the Same Blood Type as Me?

The ambulance wailed and pulled to a stop at the entrance of the Hospital.

Inside the vehicle, Jiang Baobao was already covered in tears, yet she still put on a brave face, forced herself to perk up, and followed the Doctor as they ran quickly off the vehicle.

She could only stop at the entrance of the operating room, watching helplessly as the little girl lying on the bed was pushed inside just like that.

The red light of the operating room clicked on with a "snap," and Jiang Baobao's heart was instantly hoisted high up.

"Mommy, let's go sit over there and wait for little sister..." Yanbao was somewhat worried about Jiang Baobao's health; as he spoke, he tentatively held her hand and moved gently toward the chairs.

Jiang Baobao's face, however, held no expression; she only subconsciously followed the little one's movements and slowly sat down on the chair.

Mobai also stared at Jiang Baobao with a worried look; seeing that her lips were a bit dry, he turned and ran toward the Hospital entrance without a word.

Not long after, he ran back quickly, clutching two bottles of water.

"Mommy, drink some water. Tiantian will definitely be fine..."

As the little one spoke, he handed the water bottle in his hand to right in front of Jiang Baobao.

Jiang Baobao's gaze flickered for an instant; she stared at the water bottle in Mobai's hand for a long time before she suddenly snapped back to reality.

"Th... thank you, baby..."

Jiang Baobao whispered her thanks, yet a sharp, stabbing pain suddenly surged from deep within her heart.

What was she doing?

Mobai and Yanbao were only five-year-old children, yet they were taking care of her now?

Jiang Baobao took a deep breath, forcing herself to perk up, and only then did she see the two little ones in front of her; their faces were full of undisguised worry, and their bodies were covered in the dust from the mess in the shop earlier, making them look rather disheveled.

"You two..."

As soon as Jiang Baobao opened her mouth, she couldn't help but choke up again; as she spoke, she took hold of the two little ones' hands.

Mobai hurriedly said, "Mommy! Yanbao and I will both be here, keeping you company while we wait for little sister!"

Jiang Baobao nodded gently, gripping the two little ones' hands even tighter.

But she didn't expect that a few minutes later, the door to the operating room would suddenly be pushed open with a bang!

A nurse hurried out from inside, headed straight for Jiang Baobao, and asked directly, "Are you the little one's mother?"

"I am! Is there a problem?" Jiang Baobao was startled and hurriedly stood up.

Immediately after, she heard the nurse say, "The little one inside has lost too much blood from her wounds and urgently needs a transfusion, but she has Type A blood, and the blood bank is currently running low. Do you have the same blood type as her?"

"I don't..." Jiang Baobao's gaze flickered for an instant, and she clenched her fists tightly.

The person with Type A blood is... Li Beijue!

Tiantian's blood type was inherited from him!

A trace of panic flashed through the depths of Jiang Baobao's eyes, and immediately after, she heard the nurse in front of her continue anxiously, "Then do you know any friends with Type A blood? The kind who can get here as soon as possible? We've already called the blood bank to send some over, but it might take some time. If you know anyone who can get here before then, that would be best! Where is the child's father? Since you aren't, the child's father must be Type A!"

"He..." Jiang Baobao opened her mouth, but suddenly got stuck.

The next second—

"I am Type A!"

A familiar voice came from afar, followed by the sound of the other person's hurried footsteps.

Jiang Baobao was stunned for a moment; she looked up and saw that Li Beijue had already strode to her side before she knew it.

Li Beijue looked deeply at Jiang Baobao.

Then, without daring to delay for even a moment, he asked, "Where do I go to donate blood?"

"Please come with me."

The nurse's expression brightened; she hurriedly led Li Beijue and turned to walk toward the blood collection area not far away.

Jiang Baobao let out a fierce sigh of relief, sitting on the chair like a soul who had lost its body, staring at the direction of the operating room, her mind in a chaotic mess.

Li Beijue knows Tiantian's blood type now!

Will he suspect anything?

Jiang Baobao's hands subconsciously rubbed her skirt, and cold sweat instantly broke out on her palms.

But there was no time to think too much right now.

Not long after, she saw the nurse from before carrying a bag of blood, hurrying into the operating room.

After another while, Li Beijue walked out of the blood collection room, pressing on his arm.

"Daddy! Did the blood draw hurt!"

Mobai and Yanbao immediately surrounded him with concerned looks.

Li Beijue shook his head and sat down beside Jiang Baobao, but his gaze fell unconsciously and slowly onto the person in front of him, a trace of hesitation flashing in his eyes.

That little girl actually had the same blood type as him...

Li Beijue couldn't help but furrow his brows slightly, and a strange feeling flashed through his heart.

He opened his mouth, wanting to ask Jiang Baobao about it.

But when the words reached his lips, he felt that now was not the right time to talk, so he had to swallow all his words back.

The four of them sat on the bench outside the door, waiting for a full hour, before they finally saw the operating room light click off with a "snap."

"The surgery is over!"

Jiang Baobao's eyes had not left the operating room door from start to finish; seeing this, she immediately stood up abruptly.

But she suddenly felt the world spinning and her steps staggered.

"Careful!"

Li Beijue caught her in his arms with quick reflexes, his eyes full of undisguised heartache.

Jiang Baobao didn't notice it at all; she quickly stood straight and strode toward the side of the operating bed as it was being pushed out.

"Doctor, how is my daughter?"

She asked while looking down to check on the condition of the little girl, who was still keeping her eyes closed.

The Doctor's expression was much more relaxed than before, and she slowly began to explain: "The situation is quite good. The wound on the little one's leg has already been sutured. We used the most advanced technology currently available, so it won't leave any scars. Let her rest for half a month, and don't let her have too much activity recently, so as not to affect the healing of the wound. The anesthesia hasn't worn off yet; you can try calling her name in an hour. Once you wake her up, she will be fine."

"Okay, thank you... thank you, Doctor..."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Baobao let out a complete sigh of relief. While thanking the staff repeatedly, she followed the nurse closely, step by step, to take Tiantian back to the ward.

Li Beijue had already called to arrange everything beforehand.

Inside the ward, besides the hospital bed, there was also a small bed for the person accompanying the patient to rest.

Jiang Baobao watched as the nurse carefully placed the little girl on the bed, then hurriedly sat down at her side, feeling a pang of heartache as she tidied the stray hair by her ear.

Immediately, she felt from the corner of her eye that Li Beijue was standing beside her.

The next second, the man's cold voice, tinged with some confusion, also rang in her ear.

"Tiantian's blood type... how is it the same as mine?"